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He’s slowly dancing with his bride, her head hidden by his shoulder as he rests his chin on top of her hair.
THEYRE S CUTW IM GAGGING
You know what? Fuck Jonathan King.
Girl i'm trying
No idea how they allowed their children, who are their only heirs, to get married.
Because Aiden and Elsa simply gkve no fucks
His next words paint my entire world black. “I’m the last one who should leave. This is my company now.”
HUH????? I knew you were broody and jealou but this is a bit much, eh???
If he didn’t want his wife to fall in Lucien’s hands, he shouldn’t have divorced her.
Realness
He’s wearing a white shirt, his sleeves rolled to his elbows, revealing strong, veiny arms. He could snap me in half with those arms without even blinking.
I VOLUNTEER
I tap my lap. “Over here.”
Go figure
I’m glued to the unapologetic masculine beauty that is Jonathan King.
“That won’t be happening. You’ll just have to pretend I’m an unwanted sleeping buddy. Surely you’ve had one before.” He closes his eyes and I think he’s drifted off to sleep, but then he says, “You’re the first person who’s shared my bed.”
“So beautiful,” I breathe out, throwing my head back to enjoy the view. “Indeed.” My gaze slides back to Jonathan to find his entire attention on me, not the sky.
